Chapter 7 Blood is spilled on the wilderness, and the avenue is in tears

The Demon God of Creation glanced at the Demon God of Killing and Waiting, and threw a trace of the Yuan Shen into the heaven and earth, and left here in a flash. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

The Demon God of Creation knew that sooner or later this heaven and earth would become immortal, and it would be useless for him to continue to stay here, of course, he left a trace of the primordial god to wait for this heaven and earth to be immortal before recovering his memory, and then he would directly step into the immortal realm as soon as he received the memory. And now he wants to find other immortal paths, he can't put all his hopes in this heaven and earth, even if he knows that chaos has no way to promote immortality, he still wants to get out of this chaos and see, he didn't have this idea before, but he didn't have this idea before, and he didn't think of it until Pangu opened up this world.

The Killing Demon God understood what he meant when he saw the Creation Demon God doing this, and he also threw a trace of the Yuan Shen into the heavens and the earth, and then left without paying attention to the Chaos Demon God of Destruction, time, space, etc., and the other Chaos Demon Gods understood when they saw the Creation Demon God and the Demon God of Destruction doing this, and they did the same thing. Of course, those traces of primordial gods must not have the memory of being a Chaos Demon God, otherwise it would be better to enter the heaven and earth in their true bodies.

This time the Chaos Demon God left no one knows if they will come back, maybe, or maybe they will be immortal in the chaos, who knows?

When they reached their realm, if it weren't for the 'Great Dao' to deliberately look for them, there would be no living beings who could know about them at all. Even they shield their own existence, allowing Chaos to erase its traces, so that Chaos will be like a void that has never existed. In addition to the 'Pangu' that transforms all things.

This heaven and earth is protected by the Hongmeng membrane because of the avenue in Pangu's Creation Jade Butterfly, and can transform the chaotic vitality into chaotic aura, and the chaotic aura is slowly transformed into innate aura, but the creation of the jade butterfly is also transformed into the Hongmeng membrane, causing the creation of the jade butterfly's spiritual wisdom to dissipate, broken and scattered into the heaven and earth.

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The white-clothed Daoist who was in the Immortal Palace suddenly shed a tear of the Great Dao in his right eye, and the crystal transparent tears slid across his cheeks, waking up the white-clothed Daoist from enlightenment, looking at the tears of the Great Dao floating in front of him, the white-clothed Daoist understood.

This is the tears of his feelings for countless years of preaching to the three thousand chaos demon gods, you must know that since the wake up of this chaos era, the white-clothed Taoist has always been a person, and it is false to say that he is not lonely, when the three thousand chaos demon gods were conceived by the blood of the Great Dao, he watched the formation of the three thousand chaos demon gods with his own eyes, and preached to the three thousand chaos demon gods from time to time for countless years, although none of the three thousand chaos demon gods knew, it did not mean that the white-clothed Taoist people had no feelings.

"Go ahead. The white-clothed Daoist whispered to the Tears of the Great Dao, and after the Tears of the Great Dao flew out of the Immortal Palace, it directly broke through the chaotic space and disappeared, and the white-clothed Daoist knew that it was to protect the flood.

The white-clothed Daoist looked at the eternal and unchanging Immortal Palace in the palace, nine purple rays of light appeared from behind the white-clothed Daoist, and the white-clothed Daoist looked at these nine purple lights, each of which had the strength of the peak of the Yandao Realm, which was the incarnation of the white-clothed Daoist who had cultivated over the past countless years.

The white-clothed Daoist knew that he couldn't cultivate the Dao Immortal Realm, so he cultivated the Nine Dao Incarnations, and let the incarnations go to the Immortal Land (that is, the Flood Wilderness) opened up by Pangu to cultivate to the Immortal Realm, although the possibility of cultivating to the Immortal Realm was very small, but the white-clothed Daoist still wanted to give it a try.

The nine purple lights behind him directly broke through the chaotic space and disappeared, and the white-clothed Taoist came to the place where the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods had fallen with a single dodge, of course, the Creation Demon God and the Killing Chaos Demon God only appeared after they left.

The white-clothed Daoist looked at the desolation opened up by Pangu, and after sighing, his hands formed countless Great Dao seals, and directly incarnated into Three Thousand Great Dao with the power of 'Great Dao', these Three Thousand Great Dao can be composed of the laws of the Three Thousand Chaos Demon God, and even Pangu's 'Three Thousand Great Dao' is slightly inferior to these Three Thousand Great Dao, because this is the 'Great Dao', the half-step immortal peak realm, the 'Great Dao' accumulated by the three thousand chaotic reincarnation.

After the Three Thousand Great Dao appeared, a voice came from the chaotic void, "The power of the Great Dao, shuttle through time and space." ”

The white-clothed Taoist traveled through time and space to the moment before the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods passed away, and directly pulled out a trace of the true spirit of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods who wanted to be silenced, and immediately shuttled back to the place before the shuttle.

Back to the moment before the shuttle, I saw that the white-clothed Taoist was like a ceramic doll full of cracks that would break in the next moment, but the white-clothed Taoist did not shed a drop of blood even if his whole body was full of cracks, and then with a wave of his right hand, more than 2,900 streamers flew into the flood.

After the streamer flew into the flood wilderness, the two thousand nine hundred streamers were no longer the identity of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, but the identity of the three thousand innate gods and demons, unless they could be immortal, it would no longer be possible to retrieve their memories as the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods.

The 'Great Dao' seems to have fallen into a deep sleep because of the accumulation of too much consumption for helping the white-clothed Daoist travel through time and space. You must know that among the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, Pangu has already stepped into the half-step immortal with half a foot, and even if the Chaos Demon God does not step into the half-step immortal, it is almost the same as if the Chaos Demon God has not stepped into the half-step immortal, just now the white-clothed Daoist wanted to prevent them from discovering in front of these Chaos Demon Gods how difficult it is to extract the true spirits of the remaining three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, except for these, the most important thing is that it is really difficult to not let the Chaos Demon God discover after extracting the true spirits.

The true spirit of the three thousand chaos demon gods is more mysterious and mysterious than the law of the three thousand avenues, if you want to extract the true spirit from the chaos demon god without being discovered, it is not difficult to take a piece of meat from the chaos demon god without being discovered, if it is not for the chaos demon god who is self-lonely, he will find that his true spirit is incomplete soon after extracting the true spirit.

After the white-clothed Daoist did this, he immediately dodged back to the Immortal Palace to sleep, and the white-clothed Daoist knew that this time he might not wake up until the Great Dao collapsed and the chaos dissipated. However, the white-clothed Daoist did not regret it, because as a Dao clone, he was destined to not be able to appear anywhere.

Whether it is said that the Great Dao is the most public or the Great Dao is ruthless, the Great Dao is the same for every living being, and there is no deviation or hobby, which is destined for the Great Dao to not appear in front of any living beings, even in the face of the three thousand Chaos Demon God White-clothed Dao people have never met them.

Therefore, the white-clothed Daoist refined the nine incarnations, that is, the nine purple lights. The nine purple lights are incarnations rather than clones, and the doppelgangers doom him to never have a chance to surpass the body, because the doppelganger is the body, and the body is the doppelganger, just like the white-clothed Taoist will never have a chance to surpass the 'Great Dao', at most he can only go with the 'Great Dao'.

The incarnation is different, they can be said to be the ontology, but the ontology is not the incarnation, this is the incarnation can be immortal, the white-clothed Taoist talent has refined the nine incarnations, of course, you can also refine a few more incarnations, but the white-clothed Taoist did not do this, because he knows that the achievement of immortality is not a success by the incarnation alone, which requires great chance, atmospheric luck, and great creation to be possible, if there are too many incarnations, then the chance, luck or something will be scattered by the incarnation, and it is even more impossible to be immortal.

As the white-clothed Taoist fell asleep in the Immortal Palace, the cracks on the white-clothed Taoist slowly recovered, but this was as inconspicuous as adding a drop of water to the dry sea for the white-clothed Taoist, but it was already very good for the white-clothed Taoist, after all, the sea was still composed of water, but it was a little longer, and the white-clothed Taoist still had time.

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